I arrived in Rio Gallegos in complete darkness. It was 08:00 in the morning, but due to the time of year and how far south I was, the sun doesn’t rise until late, which made getting up at what is considered a normal time, quite difficult. I had been on a bus overnight and still had another 5 hours to go before arriving in El Calafate, where the principal tourist attraction is the mighty Perito Merino glacier. I was excited about this, but more excited about a reunion that was not supposed to happen until I got to New Zealand, but as the two kiwi boys in question are hopeless travellers (but bloody good drinkers) it just so happen that our paths would cross again in South America. They were in Ushuaia, the most southerly point
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